He had absolutely no care for the technicians and engineers who flooded the simulation room as he left it; Sephiroth merely retrieved his sheathed blade and strolled casually into the hallway, slightly sadistic eye taking wicked delight in the mess he'd made. It was worth it, he decided, to remind these ingrates just what sort of power lay harnessed beneath that icy seeming shell.
He seriously hoped the repair bill sent the old man into frothing fits.
But a familiar figure caught his gaze and Sephiroth paused, eyebrow quirking as he spied Zack Fair still quivering against the wall, wide-eyed and shocky. He'd admittedly missed his puppy this morning; Zack had been out until very early and then had collapsed without comment, leaving Sephiroth to head off to his office in silence. Which was part of the job, nevertheless.
The General casually propped the Masamune on his left shoulder and, ignoring the bustling of SOLDIERS, techs and other personnel streaming past to clean up his mess, tilted his head and inquired lightly, "What's the matter with you?"
He seriously hoped the repair bill sent the old man into frothing fits.
But a familiar figure caught his gaze and Sephiroth paused, eyebrow quirking as he spied Zack Fair still quivering against the wall, wide-eyed and shocky. He'd admittedly missed his puppy this morning; Zack had been out until very early and then had collapsed without comment, leaving Sephiroth to head off to his office in silence. Which was part of the job, nevertheless.
The General casually propped the Masamune on his left shoulder and, ignoring the bustling of SOLDIERS, techs and other personnel streaming past to clean up his mess, tilted his head and inquired lightly, "What's the matter with you?"
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